New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1887-10-09
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tion Of the name of his native city being regaiuon
as most eliminating evidence But the ola ieli D.
kept the even tenor of his way, attending W nis
small stock of poultry and selling his eggs anu Ia
chickens at an advance of twenty five per cent Oh
the market price. wholly indifferent 10 INC Pi"''0
or blame of the rest of humanity. .
Early III the third week after the young pIospec;;
Ors promised return there began to De q Ilts.e 81,
in downtown circles. News of fresh Apache Out
break had been received, which augured III ioI ANY
unprotected prOSpectors Ill their vicihltS. llo W.
laughing indifference the business men began W
discuss the chances of Mere this safety 7.
He was gallant fellow" remarked one, II
was noticeable that he employed the past iehss'
1t seems pity to be inactive opscnr Iva lonk
other of any of the want TO go ont ana o3K
for him. III be one of hG n helm b%t . p was
David Rowell. who was a silent auditor on these
occasions perseveren in his daily rides ana new e
tilnched in his established programme; bnt the lace
he turned to the plains after these recontres had
lost its savage expression and was ixed ana stern
in its pity for the yonng wife, over whose heau m"'
suspended Damocleal sword liable NJ any mo
ment 10 fall.
One evening. Mt shutdown, the doctor was sum
monel in hot h0stc to the Meredith household. AL
footsteps from the door whittier he had gone 10
hold n whispered cOlloquv, was startled By seeing
of the row of twisted cact in the yard app1r o
emily moving toward him. Drawing nearer hc
recognized the stunted form of the German.
will she be bedderf"
"No change. Dresden" 1t would have been rank
the huskiuess IN his throat. "Onlv one thing eau
save her. God pity him if he's dead, and curse him
If he's alive" he plously added. ,,. -. ,,.o
Simultaneously with the Intelligence OF MIS-.
Meredlths serious illness it was hrulied about tht
old Dresden had disposed of his chicken ranch ana
buying a scraggy burro. set off with pack OF no
tons to visit some of the Mexican villages lying
contiguous to the border. His departure aroused
little comment although some OF the more enter
prisinG of the masculine gosSps hlnted at dark
and mysterious reasons which ruled his move
ments =. , ::
the PASS of the Sierra Madre. stuhby little man,
hObbling along beside a Clminutive burro WIN
towering pack. at a point where the narrow ROAD
wound about the side Of precptons gorge near ni
the well-known whistle i'll the distance. the usual
signal warning travellers of approach from nm
opposite direction. From note OF warning me
whistle glided gavly into the strains OF popular
operate air The small man with the burro gave q
sharp shout and pushed on to fnd John Meredith
awaiting his approach at place wneFe crescent
had been followed INTO the rocky wall
well, Mr.. Meredit r
The little man sat down on rock and eyed the
careless young WE wn are yo 81 ma 10
Going TO turn the heads of those Mexican women
with a lot of tnerv, chr -.
Dresden stuffed a savage imprecati0n by n great
effort he composed himself.
II vas thinking Won been hating fiery fne time
IN the moundains. Mr. Meredith
"Oh $3.50. a bit too much rain and snow; but
have some fine specimens here. People Will omen
their eyes when they see them, copper ana halIIe
silver till Won can't rcstIbut OF courIr yom hon o
with n compassionate laugh l.,
"You vas not afraid the little fran would drub-
BILE hersci' and, indect dat Is iery 9ool; rs
woman should not make herself drubble ven uer Is
The mans voice was dry and measured, but the
swelling VEINS on his forehead betrayed severe
inward strain. The young man observed nothing
OF TINS. ,,o .r.hr so;d
in burst of confidence and with mild AIR OF tr-
umph nj the recollection of his brilliant arflhce;
q latter myself managed that pretty well.
told her 10 look for me III three weeks Know
woman. They are ali right so long aS they nave
sonnet hing to take NJ their minds know looking
for me would sort of break mp the time ana give
her something to think off, 49,
" And what tink you dat occupation will he
already Mr. MeredIt1 And MIDGET 1t Is ferry nicc
for a woman TO BE- linking how de tam AplcheSc
Laf MAY be got her mans scalp he ferry likely
fall in under some bg rock. or bowed IN pieces by
a plast." The speaker had risen 10 his feet ana ms
d,th in his wrath. mir. Mercdit when your wife |
IFS and yo1r child is OF right mint, you need not
tank yourself"
The man he addressed stared straight before him,
as If he saw phantom. lils easy confidence had |
deserted him and he tremhcd from head To foot: !
The possible results of his adro strategy marched
Good Lord Drcsdenl" he faltered. eff any |
thing has happened to her, had better go over |
this preclpicc now
the Other cooy He cond not forgive |
the fellow III moment "Ony dat She Is foul
all vlmnen are fools" he remarked, sentcntIously,
Striking his spurs deep into the tanks of his
horse Meredith dashed around the bend III the
road and in a few seconds he e after OF hoofS bad
died away in the distance. Cld Dresden. with
queer smile on his plain face. touched mp ms lazy
animal and continued his journey soui ward.
At davbrcak the next morning DAVID Howell !
1Towli1g about like wrath III TIE am liShi,
heard n horse coming M the southern road. Mere
lth checked his galt as he saw the tai hguie APP
preaching.
"Don't saw it, Rowell." he protested. There is
ms, one thing lcft 10 do" He drew n revolver
nom its case in his belt, and deliberately cooked
H. David Rowell knocked II from his hand, and
II exploded haTIalcsSy IN clump OF sagrbrush
connie of rods away. As lie viewed Tie pale face
and staring eyes, and the Pannt figure, stih and
erect IN the saddle the words Of rcproach, If he had
any ready. died upon ms lips
Courage john" he SAID. Shes awe. i
wouldn't have answered for another DAY.
dresden" said John Meredith, one morning
few months later, rs he strOed INTO the back gard.
bearing in his aims n small bundle which he
handled with awkward tenderness, lyon haven't |
done anything iii the chicken line tins summer, |
hear"
Tne little man was wrestling with root shaped
like two-hcaded dog.
=. Nod much" lie replied shortly and brought
down the axe with a force that cleft the heads III
twain
sorry. We miss the fresh eggs and spring
chickens ! say, Dresden" he went Oh muslngly,
{" Won didn't make so much out Of those Gincracks
as You thought you would. now, dld Won I've al
WAYS wondered what in time sent you Gown INTO
that fOIsaken country, anyhow.
From beneath his bushy eyebrows Dresden stole
a queer glance AT his careless questIOncr Meredith
sprang up as If he had been shot
"Whatf COnfound you.
Dresden nodded. Meredith stretched out hs
hand. Two palms, one grImy and hardened Win
toll met III stout clasp over the sleeping DaDc.-
Flora Haines Apponyi IN The lnglcsldc